Chapter 141

"What do you think it is?" Huo Sijun had already finished the plate of fried noodles and was wiping his mouth gracefully and naturally.

Nan Chi smiled, meeting the man's unfathomable gaze. "After all, everyone in the world says that the route to Telan Star is in Senior Brother's hands. Not long ago, that woman... Lord Nan Chi mentioned it in a live broadcast. There are many high-end chefs in her hometown..."

"Oh!" Huo Sijun sneered, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. The senior chef from Terlan Star didn't come to Interstellar with us."

"Oh, that's a pity." Nan Chi said regretfully but there was no expression on his face.

"Healed?"

The smile on Nan Chi's lips froze for a second, "I wasn't injured in the first place."

"Really?" Huo Sijun smiled casually.

But there was a flash of deep thought in his eyes.

He was too busy yesterday and didn't see how the boy performed during the day.

But after delivering the medicine, he reviewed the day's training again.

With Nan Chi's physical condition, it was impossible for him to make it into the top five in a 3-kilometer march with a 200-kilogram load.

However, thinking of the boy’s pale face and trembling legs, Huo Sijun wondered if Nan Chi was sick?

But sick? Will it smell bloody?

"Brother, didn't you go to accompany the Sixth Princess of the Empire?" Speaking of this person, Nan Chi thought of the message that the fat man handed to him last night.

This made her wonder if Wu Yuelian came to the Federation to find a shop that "runs a black shop"?

Or maybe, through Fatty, he found out about himself. Thinking of the first time he met Wu Yuelian, Nan Chi frowned unconsciously.

It really is... there is no trace of deliberateness at all!

"I'm busy." Huo Sijun said directly.

"...I heard." Nan Chi hesitated.

"Just tell me what's going on." Huo Sijun looked displeased.

"I heard that the Wu family came to the Federation to find someone to help them explore an ancient ruin." Nan Chi told the news that Fatty got yesterday in one breath.

There was no other way. She had no special information channels at the moment, so passing the news to Huo Sijun was the best way out.

Su Li stopped looking at the schedule and looked at the boy thoughtfully.

Huo Sijun stared at the seemingly unconscious boy. "Yes, Wu Yuelian came to the Federation in person to look for someone. As for exploring ancient ruins, who told you that?"

Nan Chi blinked. "Didn't I come from the Tianlong Galaxy? That place is full of dragons and rats. I met some people there and heard them talk about it when we were chatting..."

The Draco Galaxy is truly a perfect shield.

Huo Sijun glanced at Su Li.

He stood up and strode towards the study on the second floor.

Su Li nodded seriously to Nan Chi and hurriedly followed.

Nan Chi watched them go upstairs until they were separated by the door, then he slowly ordered the robot to clear the table.

Could it be that even Huo Sijun didn't know Wu Yuelian's purpose for coming to the Federation?

Why did Fatty know this? Nan Chi's smile was becoming more and more interesting.

afternoon.

Nanchi went to the campus.

When she stepped into the mecha operating room, she saw a familiar figure at a glance.

"Lan Xiaomeng?" Isn't this girl from the First Military Medical College?

"What brought you here?"

"Curious, right? Yesterday I asked my family again, and they finally agreed to let me transfer to a military academy." Lan Xiaomeng's face flushed with excitement.

"Transfer school?" Nan Chi raised an eyebrow.

"Doesn't the First Military Academy have a military medical department?" Lan Xiaomeng said excitedly.

"Transferred from the purebred Military Medical College to the Military Medical Department of the First Military Academy..." Nan Chi was speechless. What's the difference?

"At least, I'll have a better chance of going to the battlefield after graduation!"

Nan Chi looked at the instructor who walked in from the door, "Are you serious?"

"Of course!" Lan Xiaomeng clenched his fists seriously.

"Hey little girl, it's ok for you to just chase your idol. Chasing him to the battlefield is like playing with your life." Nan Chi thought that the girl was obsessed with joining the army and going to the battlefield because she admired Huo Sijun too much.

"No! This is my dream and has nothing to do with chasing stars!" Lan Xiaomeng glared at Nan Chi, thinking that the boy was too bad at speaking!

"Okay!" Nan Chi touched his nose in shame.

Since the girl is working so hard to pursue her dream, as a "man", I should work harder.

"gather!"

The instructor began to count the number of people.

"I think everyone has already understood the theoretical knowledge of mechas in class, so I won't waste any more time. Now, ten of you will operate a mecha for me to see."

“…”

"very good!"

The instructor looked at the students with satisfaction as they performed their operations accurately, although not very smoothly, and nodded with satisfaction.

When it was Nan Chi's turn, she stepped into the mecha's hatch with excitement.

Other students also paid attention to this student who had just enrolled and had gained a lot of fame, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"With such a high mental threshold, what will it be like to operate a mecha?" Someone whispered to the person next to him, but his eyes were fixed on the blue mecha on the field.

"It will definitely be smoother than ours. After all, Nan Chi's mental strength threshold is there!"

"boom!"

Everyone only saw a shadow passing by, even bringing with it a gust of wind...

Then.

When he looked closely, the mecha operated by Nan Chi had been embedded in the wall.

There was a moment of complete silence on the field, and even the instructor forgot to react.

"Alarm! Alarm! The machine is 80% damaged! Please detach immediately."

Nan Chi listened to the mecha alarm prompts in a daze.

The world spun around and the mecha fell from the wall to the ground.

When Nan Chi was hurriedly pulled out of the mecha by her classmates, the first thing she did was not to say thank you, but to rush to the trash can and vomit violently with her classmates' indescribable looks!

All the breakfast I had at noon was wasted.

After she finished vomiting, the instructor came forward and asked with routine concern: "Nan Chi, are you okay?"

Nan Chi's face turned pale, and he forced himself to open his mouth, "It's okay."

Nan Chi wants to cry!

Holy shit! Driving a mecha was completely different from what she had imagined. The nausea almost sent her packing!

The instructor looked at the pale and sickly boy in front of him and began to doubt his life a little.

The boy was half dead during the physical training yesterday.

Today, even the simple use of mental power to control the mecha almost got me into trouble!

The instructor couldn't help but suspect in his heart that Master Yang, the ancient scholar, must have made a mistake this time.

Judging from Nan Chi's performance over the past two days, Master Yang should have retracted his idea of ​​letting Nan Chi become his last disciple, right?

Lan Xiaomeng was the first to come to Nan Chi. "He vomited like this, could he have a concussion?"

As she said this, she placed her hand on Nanchi's forehead.

Nan Chi pulled her hand down and said unhappily, "You're a medical student, but even if I hit my head, it wouldn't be any use for you to touch my head. It's not like I have a fever."

Lan Xiaomeng: "..."

"What's going on? Isn't your mental strength threshold very high? Shouldn't controlling this low-level mecha be effortless?"

Nan Chi's face was wooden: "I don't know either!"

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